Robbins Marty - Ballad Of A Small Man Lyrics
He was a small man but this man was all man
He was accustomed to danger
He knew the badlands, he knew every bad man
This man was a ranger, ranger, ranger
Into the township of Pecos he rode
Everyone noticed this stranger
Plainly it showed in the way that he rode in
This man was a ranger, ranger, ranger
Everyone watched as he climbed from his horse and walked by
Every eye dropped to the gun hanging low on his side
The silence was broken, the ranger had spoken
And these were his words
I\'ve trailed an outlaw for thirty-six days
I\'m twenty hours behind him
He\'s here in town so I\'ll just be around
Long as it takes me to find him, find him, find him
Slowly he turned and he looked down the street
Then he looked back to the crowd
Somethin\' about him left no room to doubt
He spoke very little but loud, but loud, but loud
If it is pity you have for my size
Save it don\'t waste it, my friend
This equalizer I have on my hip
Makes me as big as the next man, next man, next man
Then from a door came a curse and they knew at a glance
The outlaw had stepped to the street to begin his advance
Women grabbed children, men grabbed their wives
And thay ran from the street
Even the soft, gentle breeze became still
Death had a minute to wait
Two hands would dive for a Colt forty-five
One hand would come up too late, too late, too late
"Go for your gun", was the outlaw\'s remark
"Tomorrow you\'ll sleep neath the stone."
The ranger replied, "There\'ll be plenty of time
After you go for your own, your own, your own."
All of a sudden it happened
Both of then grabbed for a gun
Both clearing leather, both fired together
Everyone thought it was one gun, one gun, one gun
A forty-five slug hit the outlaw and spun him around
His life was over, he died on his way to the ground
To our surprise we watched as the ranger
Took one faltering step
Slowly he crumbled and fell to the ground
A bullet was deep in his side
He looked all around but he spoke not a word
A faint little smile and he died, he died, he died
He was a small man but this man was all man
He was accustomed to danger
He knew the badlands, he knew every bad man
This man was a ranger, ranger, ranger
Robbins Marty|San Angelo||||34137
North of the border of Old Mexico
I rode one day to the cowtown of San Angelo
A hot sun was glowing, a hot breeze was blowing
Still not as warm as the lips that I waited to kiss
She sent a message a long time ago
Secora had promised to meet me in San Angelo
I was aware of the chance I was taking
I was an outlaw but great was my love for this girl
I must be with her I can\'t stay away
Nights spent without her are lonely and so are the days
If it means death then I\'ll have to chance it
Only a few minutes more and she\'ll be at my side
At ten o\' clock in the morning
I tied my horse and I started to walk down the street
Where was Secora, had she forgotten
This was the day and the hour that she wanted to meet
But something is wrong with our plans and I fear death awaits me
Here on this hot dusty street.
Up on a housetop but still I can see
There hides a man with a rifle, it\'s pointed at me
I might escape from the man with a rifle
But there are others just like him that I cannot see
Back of each window the click of a gun
Die if I stay and my love for her won\'t let me run
Where is Secora, will my eyes see her
Then in a moment she runs from a door down the street
"Up on your horse", she is crying
"Ride out of town it\'s a trap and they\'re waiting for you"
But if I ride out, she must ride with me
Then in a moment I know that our chances are gone
For a bullet is well on its way and it finds my Secora
She cries as she falls in my arms
Over and over her soft lips did say
"Now we\'re together, I won\'t let them take you away"
one little sigh, her little lips tremble
Then it was over, Secora had drifted away
Tears dim my vision but plainly I see
The ranger that killed her is standing there waiting for me
I rise to meet him, my one thought it beat him
He deserves death and I swear that this ranger will die
I beat his draw and I shot him
Shot him six times just as fast as the bullets could fly
My gun is empty or more I would shoot him
Now there are others just like him that want me to die
Their bullets are coming my way, how they hurt when they hit me
The pain makes me fall to the ground.
Gone is my strength, just the will left to fight
I hear the sound of the lead as it robs me of life
If I must die, let me find Secora
Let me hold on to her hand for the few moments left
Blindly I search and it isn\'t in vain
I touch the soft velvet hand and it eases the pain
Life is no more but we\'re together
Even in death she\'s my lover, it\'s over, goodbye